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Her Mafia

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Carlie was an only child. She took over her fathers mafia when she was only fifteen and ten years later, crossed paths with the mafia family that killed her father. Only the small encounter budded into something dangerous, Find out what happens between two mafia lovers in, "Her Mafia"

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Chapter 1Chapter One

"Carlie, two of your men were shot and one had been taken hostage." He said and I took one last sip from my whiskey glass before dropping it down in my side table and stood up taking my gun out of its holster and clicking the safety off.

"Hey no, you are not going to face Anthony yourself." My advisor hissed.

"Hell yeah I am. His family killed my family, so I'll have the honor of killing their precious heir." I paused and proceeded to walk.

"Besides, they're the ones who broke the treaty first so I'm just abiding by the rules." I said with a straight face and a slight shrug. I walked out the doors of my office and ducked down after someone taking an immediate swing on me and bent his arm back over his head and fired a shot at his knee before snatching up his gun. I continued to casually walk through the halls, paying no attention to the chaos that mine and Anthonys men were causing. One of the bullets fired and skimmed right across my face which turned into a sad mistake. I held my gun out to the side at the young boy who fired it and called one of my backups over and had him take the boy to one of the sleeping quarters. I'm might be a mafia leader, but I'm not a monster that'll kill an innocent kid who was forced into this fight most likely. I continued through the halls till walking through the front doors where a line of Anthonys men stood.

"I give you till the count of three, and my snipers will take all of you out a second. Now pick." I said, looking the biggest one dead on.

"One."

"Two." I said, slowly raising both the guns.

"Three." I say aloud and shots fired from all over the place and the wall of men came down as my bullets went through the last man standing. Anthony stood there with his hands in pocket, acting a little too casual for my liking.

"Huh, the rumors were right, I'm shocked." He said with an excessive amount of mockery and enthusiasm.

"What rumors.?"

"Well I've been told you were a very beautiful woman. I can't say they're wrong." He finished before shrugging and plastering a smile on his face.

"Oh! How sweet, I've heard the same things about your looks..." I paused to let him wear his prideful smile for a moment.

"I can't say my expectations were lived up to." I said, finishing my thoughts and his smile had contorted with frustration as his jaw tensed.

"Aw what's a matter? Did I take a hit at your ego..." I said, taunting him with a fake sympathetic look in my eyes. I could see that I was just adding fuel to the flames but he was on my territory now so he was going to play by my rules. I took a few steps towards him and the wind picked up some of my dress's skirt and flowed with the wind.

"Such brutality from such an elegant woman. I'm curious what else you're like." He sneered at me and wrapped an arm around my waist till I pressed my gun to his jaw and he immediately released me and raised his hands in surrender but his grin only widened. My hearing had so apparently deceived me when my hand that held the other gun bent upwards and felt someone tight grip against it.

"Now, dear Carlie. Here's your chance to stand down. Call off your men, you live and come with me; or we all die here on the spot and you'll never hear my proposition." He said after twisting my wrist just till I let go of the gun then came up close to my face.

"Wait... let me tell you something." I said provocatively as he leaned closer toll my lips were just by his ears.

"Go to hell..." I whispered and launched my knee up in his pelvis and he let go of my arm giving me the freedom to elbow the man behind me and stomp down on his foot with my heel then finish him by throwing my head back and hitting his nose.

"That fucking bitch..." The man said while pinching his nose and tilting his head back. I bent over and swooped up the gun, turning back around just in time to swing on Anthony with the gun. When he regained himself he grabbed my arm and took the gun from my hands and slammed me against the wall then restrained my arms over my head.

"You're men aren't very smart you could've been out of this situation already if they would've just shot me."

"My men listen to me, they wait for me command."

"Carlie, Carlie, Carlie. You sound so much like your dad." He said, and my nerves began to race and when I tried to kick him, he stepped down on both of my feet.

"Aw, I have to work to make you scream? I thought that would hurt enough to get SOMETHING out of you." He said before sighing.

"What was your proposition, and I'd suggest cutting to the shit before I fully lose my interest." I said while losing my patience.

"You will live with me. We'll make a new treaty together, and our two mafias will morph together. Hell, everyone knows that a female mafia leader can barely last fifteen years. I'm surprised you've even made it ten."

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you? Oh don't provoke me sweetheart." He said in a low voice as his hand tightened around mine. He was easily taller than me by at least a foot and a half. His eyes were a soft crystal blue and his hair was the same color as mine. It curled at the top and he was strong, with a very nice body. His face was perfectly chiseled by gods. He had a strong jaw and soft looking lips. I felt my face heat up from what he said but I didn't show that it effected me.

"No, you shouldn't provoke me. You forget you're on my property, with my men, and my rules." I said and his forehead had rested on mine and he bit my lip and lightly tugged on it.

"Just, agree to my terms so no one else gets hurt." He said in my ear and his soft, warm lips landed on my neck.

"Fine..." I grumbled quietly and then he let me go.

"Good, we leave tonight so start packing." He said while taking my arm and pulled me along with him into my own home.

"Excuse me just what do you think you're doing escorting me to my own room, in my home?" I said before taking out Anthonys gun and shooting it off, catching everyones attention, including Anthonys.

"This madness is over. Everyone retreat and if anyone is found fighting when we return, they'll be terminated on the spot, understand?" I yelled aloud at the room full of men.

"So demanding." Anthony said with a smirk on his lips. I rolled my eyes and continued walking to my bedroom. Sergio, my advisor appeared by my side as we both walked to my room.

"Might I ask what you just agreed to?"

"No, you may not."

"Well do you have a death wish or something?!"

"No, but I have a plan." I said proudly and I could see his confusion.

"You'll know when the time comes." I said, shrugging off his confusion.

"And for gods sakes where is Cecilia?" I asked, coming to an aggressive halt just to be toppled over by Anthony. As we went down, I felt his arms wrap around me and we flipped over to the point that he had landed on his back and I was on top of him. I looked down and our eyes caught each other before I realized my actions and pulled myself up and off of him.

"...I need to go pack. Give me fifteen minutes." I said before smoothing my dress out and walking off.

"You know, she likes a romantic." Sergio said to Anthony.

"Really now? Hm, I'll have to keep that in mind."

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